Morning

our fingers entwined-
the dusky blush of daybreak
mirrored in your face

the rising sun-
my finger traces
along your lips

Slipping Out

walking on eggshells
at the door I stop and turn-
you’re watching me leave

predawn-
hard and cold
the bedroom floor

Smoke

shadows of chimneys
painted on the rising smoke
by the setting sun-

curls of smoke-
your lipstick on
my cigarette

Bird

tufts of rabbit fur
strewn across the forest floor
beneath the owls nest

burning sands-
the condor casts
a broad shadow

Evening

lighting up the sky-
the glow of paper lanterns
adrift in the night

evening stroll-
the dance
of fireflies

Distance

your face in the glass
its hard to believe were just
an ocean apart

cold winds-
across the table
a sideways glance

Cats

the wind plays a cat
unravelling skeins of snow
as I walk along

the wee hours-
between my legs
a sleeping cat

Thrill

the bedroom door wide
work clothes strewn across the floor
you and I asleep

endless meetings-
your fingers brush mine
by the sandwich tray

First Date

driving home alone
all the while the taste of you
lingers on my tongue

an awkward kiss-
moths flutter
near the porch light

Passion

your head on my chest-
falling asleep together
in the afterglow

a warm breeze-
tangled together
in the tall grass